Chad had expected that after christening him the night before that only a few people would use him. He couldn't have been more wrong. At least 100 people used him during the meet in addition to the players from both teams. Chad was pretty much in hell from all he could see, hear, feel, and smell. For sure though the worst of all was him being self cleaning, meaning he could taste everything too. It was made more horrifying by the fact that whenever someone would enter as sit down to use him, his face was inside the front of the wretched potty itself more often then not taking piss direct it the face. He went from ready to kill the guys who did this to him, to praying that they would change him back immediately after the swim meet, he would be so grateful. Chad would be sourly disappointed as after it end the team gathered in front of Chad only to laugh and talk to each other about how the meet went, not once mentioning or even acknowledging Chad aside from casually using one last time before heading home and leaving Chad to scream and plead all be it inside his own head after them effectively meaning he was staying a quiet port-a-potty until further notice. Things only got worse when an hour later, Chads saw more cars flood in only to watch as several girls got out in school swimsuits. The Girls Swim Meet was also today he realized in terror. Then a few of the girls broke off from the others and began traveling in his direction. Chad could only whimper as he was opened and one of the girls stepped inside him. When would this nightmare end?...